We Can Rebuild Her……..we think

Not everyone believes in war, I believe it’s a necessary evil sometimes when we have to protect our country from outside threats. I’ve been pro-military for a long time because my grandfather made the choice to serve his country as a member of the United States Navy during World War II. My boyfriend also made that same choice and served in the Navy 18 years ago. This book I’m about to show you came into my life as a happy accident. I had to do this project for school and one of the questions asked about a book that inspired me I believe. I didn’t feel like digging through my collection, since I had most of it packed in storage bins. So I started looking through biographies and autobiographies and I came across this book……

One of the best books I’ve ever read!!!

I can’t even remember the last time a book made me sob uncontrollably for someone I’d never met. I mega love Marcus Luttrell for finding the strength and courage to get through this.Hooyah Marcus Luttrell! There are three kinds of people in this country: those who serve in the military, those who are proud of the sacrifices military men and women make for millions of strangers, and well I’m not wasting space on the third kind if you get my drift. It’s unimaginable how people find the strength to live through situations like what Marcus describes in his book. You will laugh, you will smile and if you don’t shed a tear then you sir/ma’am have a cold cold heart. GET.THIS.BOOK!
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Every morning I have the same argument with myself. Some days it’s a quick fight.

Brain: Get up
Body: No
Brain: Get up!
Body: Okay..

But on those days when I feel like punching someone in the throat for breathing near me, the fight sounds something like this:

Brain: Time to get up and get moving.
Body: No.
Brain: C’mon get up.
Body: Did I stutter? No!
Brain: Can’t get better if you don’t get up.
Body: Bitch leave me alone!
Brain: Get up get up get up!!
Body: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! SHUT UUPPPP!
Brain: Not until you get up 😛
Body: Fine! Ughh I hate you.

They always ask on a scale of 1-10 how I feel. This is what it sounds like in my head when I’m an 8 or 9. Now you see why it takes me a while to get up. Most mornings I’m fighting to find the strength to sit up, let alone get up and move. Recovery is a long road and the journey is a pain in the ass. But at some point this torture will be worth it.